Quincy, seeing the look on Kit's face when Gretta takes the skele-mouse, has an idea. He pulls out a reed flute-looking instrument and plays a tune. To him and Kit, the room goes dark, and no sound aside from the reed flute could be heard. When he stops playing, the room and sounds fade back in. "3... 2... 1..." A large crash is heard down the hallway, and a large, black, undead wolf burst through the door. It is about waist high at shoulder hight, with it's ribs and spine showing, enormous fangs, and glowing red eyes. It approaches quincy as though it is going to kill him, until they are face to face. " Mitsumi, sit." the dog sits down and now looks as innocent as a puppy, aside from the decay. He pets it. "Kit, Mitsumi. Mitsumi, Kit. This is my dog."